He takes my phone and scrolls through them. I sit there and wait, wondering what he thinks since he doesn't comment at first. His finger continues to ...wipe the screen, going through months worth of my pics.“You have some thirsty guys following you,” he says.“Yeah, I do,” I say in a lower voice, realizing that it could be a problem. “I can stop if you want,” I offer.“I don’t want you to stop if you enjoy it,” he says. “I get to have you in person.”“Yes, you do,” I say, feeling the heat rush to. She vomited up the contents of her stomach, lost control of her bowels, and pissed all over herself. Her body shook as she tried to heave up things that were no longer there. She was sweating profusely."My God," her husband said, "I am glad that you warned me. Is it always that bad?" Not always. It depends on the person and how long they are in the trance. Most are less violent. I would say that your wife has a serious set of demons in her mind." After a while, Helen stopped shaking. They. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I walked into the bar in the hotel lounge and saw her immediately. She was sitting at the bar, sipping a flute of wine looking at things on her tablet computer. The dress hugged her body like a second skin and while she was not endowed with porn star breasts, she had the attention of at least two other groups of men in the thinly populated, dimly lit room. As I got closer, I realized she was young. There was no doubt she. ”I reached across the table and gently pulled her hands away from her face. I asked, “Do you really want to know what I think? I was just thinking how much I’ve missed the company of another human being. I’ve been alone since my wife was killed almost four years ago.”She looked across at me and as if there were some way she could have known she exclaimed, “Oh god! I’m sorry! I’m such an idiot!”I laughed and said, “If you don’t calm down and relax a little you’ll be claiming responsibility.